Holding their young toddlers, Maree and Dawn walked up next to the bench where Gabriella and Grace sat. The soft, brown-blonde curls of Maree’s child, Kenzo, pulled Gabriella’s attention. She hadn’t been this close to Maree or Hana’s children yet to really see them, and Kenzo was absolutely adorable. Dawn’s little girl, Hana, smiled down at Gabriella, her little chubby brown fingers reaching out to her.
Dawn blanched, “Oh? You want Bree to hold you?” She looked at Gabriella, seeking permission with a glance.
Anxious, she peeked at Grace. Gabriella didn’t know why she did that, as if she needed the Healer’s approval or validation, but she always seemed to want it. Grace nodded gently, non-verbally telling her it was ok with a swoosh of her hands. Gabriella sat more upright and
